Even in laughter the heart may ache, and joy may end in grief.
It was such a busy time last week during the Thanksgiving holiday. The week flew by and I missed my journal blog entries.
I was so very thankful to have my son and his girlfriend travel from the southern end of California to visit us at the northern end of California. They made the 12 hour drive and were able to stop in San Francisco to enjoy the famous sour dough bread bowls filled with delicious clam chowder. They toured Alcatraz and took in the beauty of the Golden Gate Bridge as well as being able to visit cousin Lorin and his girlfriend, Amelia, taking in the local atmosphere.
With a bit of a heavy heart we missed the presence of my daughter who also lives in San Diego, she wasn’t able to make the trip this time. I still am feeling the growing pains as my children in their 20’s build lives and relationships as adults. I have to remind myself that this is why we provided them with love and the self esteem to learn how to fly.
Rest In Peace
1948 ~ 2011
It was also during this time that our entire family is coping with the sudden loss of a very humble and endearing man, Uncle Jerry. His presence will be greatly missed. He was always there to lend a helping hand and truck when we needed something moved. He was an excellent Pinochle player, who loved his scotch on the rocks and always started his bids at 65 or higher (5 player game). When I started to learn from the master following his footsteps, I would boldly begin my bids the same way. (Admittedly I think I partly did this to get his goat.) He would let me know that, “there is always one in every crowd!” I hold those comments in the highest regards. Jerry will be forever in our hearts.
Ready to move forward even though it feels like I am moving in quicksand this Christmas holiday is coming weather I am ready or not. Once again I feel the need to roll up my sleeves and possibly put on my wadding boots and CRAFT! XOXO